【By the way... isn't there a more direct way right in front of me?】

Turing's mind was in turmoil as he stole a glance at the woman next to him.

【If I directly look into her memories, I'll know for sure if she is Mo Stima.】

【But I have no idea how to use such a machine. In Lachesis, I used each person's CD to view their memories directly.】

【Can I directly see the memories in a person's body?】

"I think I've seen this thing before in the laboratory."

"But I don't know what it's for."

The woman shook her head, expressing regret.

"And what I saw back then was much bigger than this one."

"This one seems to be only half the size of what I saw back then."

Turing furrowed his brow and carefully pondered the woman's words. A feeling of being pulled by something lingered in her heart.

Since arriving here, Turing felt as if there were invisible threads attached to her, pulling her forward like a puppet on a string.

Everything seemed to be conveniently placed right before her.

"Sister, stay here for a moment. I'll go down and take a look." Even though the clues seemed intentionally placed before her, Turing decided to investigate first.

Without waiting for the woman to respond, Turing pushed the window open and jumped out.

Landing steadily on the ground, Turing approached Aside and examined it meticulously. This machine had many details that Lachesis did not have.

It was equipped with a bed board and some simple operation consoles, with detailed instructions engraved on them.

【Is this the other half of Aside that Gabriel mentioned?】

【It seems like they were separated from each other, one at the beginning and the other at the end.】

Turing recalled the specific details of Aside from Maria's side, and felt that these two machines could indeed fit together seamlessly.

Options:

【Original Memory Reading: The person to be read lies horizontally at the designated position inside the machine. The reader appropriately touches the machine within the range of its magical power to conduct memory reading.*】

【Duplicate Memory Reading: The memory disk is fixed in the specified position. The reader follows the above steps to read.*】

【Methods for treating memory fragmentation and disorder: The patient...】

Turing stood beneath the machine, reading through the written instructions layer by layer.

【Why are these words in brackets?】

Turing discovered that not only did these words resemble the format of the blood writing on her arm, but they were also enclosed in brackets.

Although it was indeed puzzling, there were more pressing matters to confirm. Turing had to put this doubt aside for now.

【It seems that this machine can directly read a person's memories.】

【So what should I do?】

Turing turned and looked up at the tower of Tartarus Castle. In the radiant spring sunshine, the woman, whose smile was as stunning as a beautiful peony, stood by the windowsill, waving to Turing.

【Should I deceive her?】

【Or should I tell her the truth and directly ask her to let me see her memories?】

"Child, child?" The gentle shaking, like a spring breeze, awakened Merka from a deep slumber.

"It's my fault, I didn't consider that you had just returned. I shouldn't have bothered you when you're so tired," said Oedipus with concern.

"Look at you, already falling asleep. Go take a shower and go to bed. It's cold here, you might catch a cold," Oedipus advised. If others weren't familiar with Oedipus' cold smile, they would easily mistake her for a gentle and considerate mother.

Merka had just woken up, still feeling a bit groggy, and was a bit confused by Oedipus' words.

"But I also need to take a shower. It's been a while since the two of us bathed together," Oedipus suggested.

"Would you like to join me?" Oedipus leaned closer to Merka. Although her words were ambiguous and flirtatious, the cold glimmer in her eyes sent shivers down one's spine.

Upon hearing this, Merka suddenly lost all sleepiness. Three parts shy, seven parts shocked, her face turned red, and to conceal her nervousness, she increased the power of the dropback in her arms, drawing in Merka's magic.

"Mom... Mom, I suddenly remembered something important. Let's shower later," Merka awkwardly imitated Turing's usual tone and spoke.

Oedipus tilted her head, still smiling, without saying anything.

"Well then... Goodnight, Mom."

Merka didn't know what etiquette was expected of a noble in a situation like this, so she quickly escaped.

Relieved to leave Oedipus' office, Merka rushed to her own room.

Once inside the room, Merka hurriedly took off her clothes and dove into the covers. She had experienced too many things today that she had never dared to imagine before.

In retrospect, Merka realized that she had been too dismissive of Oedipus, someone that even commoners might never meet in their lifetime.

Although Turing was also a girl with a noble status, spending time together didn't bring as much impact to Merka's emotions.

But Oedipus was a current Duke-level figure, and even now, when Merka recalled the scene of their first meeting, her right eyelid twitched slightly.

Poor Merka just wanted to fall asleep quickly and carefully consider how to play the difficult role of Turing tomorrow.

Nightmare seemed to swing its dreamlike gray wings and fluttered to Merka's bedside.

"He was brave and composed when facing the two of us just now. Why does he look like this now?"

"If your memories were laid bare, you would look like this too. It's a side effect of Oedipus' magic. When people let their guard down completely, they subconsciously become afraid of their surroundings."

"Turing's fearful and anxious character was shaped by this."

Covered tightly in the sheets, Merka felt as if she could hear two people speaking outside.

"Get up, lazybones! Turing is just about to start studying!" Samael lifted Merka's blanket and dragged him out of bed.

"How... How did you... I didn't see anyone in the room just now?"

"Mammon was just testing the upper limit of dropback and using you as an experiment."

"Since you didn't see us at all, it seems that dropback has no limit and can even make people invisible."

"It's more convenient than when Oedipus used aside to make us invisible in other people's minds, but it does require more magic power."

Samael explained vividly to Merka.

"No, please don't talk about these complicated things anymore!"

"Weren't you pretending not to see me? Why are you still..."

Mammon and Samael smiled at each other.

"Just because we don't see you doesn't mean others can't see you."

"If you continue to behave like a boy today, without any restraint, you will eventually be drained of magic power by dropback." Mammon's cold voice was filled with all-knowing intelligence.

She tapped Merka's chest as if she knew Merka had hidden dropback there.

"From today on, you will study magic, etiquette, arithmetic, and geography every day. Especially noble etiquette, you must remember it thoroughly, whether it's gentlemanly or ladylike."

"You have to experience all the pain Turing went through before in a short period of time, so that you can play the role of Turing well." Mammon came to Merka and furrowed her brows, whispering in Merka's ear.

"Don't worry, pretty face, it's just a taste!" Samael, who was beside them, hugged his head and comforted Merka with a smile.